Huo Jianghuai felt a mysterious aura rise from his lungs, and then he heard the "cracking" sound of his bones.

Everything around was empty.

He seemed to hear the worried screams of junior sister from afar, and then more noises gradually faded away.

The only thing Huo Jianghuai could feel at this time was the power in his body, and then countless spiritual power began to gather above his body. They injected into his body and began to repair and wash continuously.

The wind and clouds change in the sky, and time passes slowly.

A stream of white spiritual power flowed away in the body.

The fatigue between the muscles and the minor injuries that had been left before were slowly recovered, and at the same time, there was a new sense of power.

Not long after, Huo Jianghuai opened his eyes and found that his body was covered with stains.

"The previous shower was in vain. Forget it, go again..."

He walked to the edge of the spiritual spring. Just as he was about to take off his body, he saw a green creature.

The other party was shiny green, but his hair, eyes and lips remained the same as normal. He looked like a wild monster that appeared somewhere, but it was not a good thing at first glance!

Huo Jianghuai took a breath of cold air, then his finger immediately condensed a stream of spiritual power and instantly attacked the other party-

"Bang!"

The soil blooms, and the surrounding dust fills the sky!

The green monster immediately jumped up and howled, "Senior brother, I am Dazhuang, why do you hit me-"

When Huo Jianghuai heard this familiar voice, he immediately stopped the power of his fingertips.

He looked up and found that the other person's facial features were indeed familiar, just like a shoddy person, and his body was also like this. Who would be Gou Dazhuang?

"Great and strong..."

Huo Jianghuai's tone was a bit complicated: "Why did you change species after a while? Are you affected by resentment? This green makes me feel a little reluctant to look at it!"

"No, senior brother." Gou Dazhuang said with a sad face: "In the field I walked before, I found that the spiritual plants were ripe. I wanted to water them, but for some reason, a fruit popped into my mouth..."

"You are actually just stealing food." Huo Jianghuai's expressionless face.

"Wuwuwu, senior brother, I know I was wrong, but I tasted it ok. The sweet fruit aroma is rich in juice, which makes people feel endless aftertaste. My whole body feels immersed in the sweet and sour juice..."

"Then you turn green." Huo Jianghuai finished the fight without mercy.

Speaking of this, Gou Dazhuang also cried with a sad face: "What should I do with Senior Brother? I can't always do this in the future. I just found that this spiritual spring cannot be washed away, and my heart hurts so much..."

"This is the curse of stealing food. The mountain god will always punish greedy children." Huo Jianghuai shook his head and said with a deep pain: "Maybe, you will be like this for the rest of your life."

"No--" Gou Dazhuang let out a heart-wrenching howl: "You can ask the mountain god to change my color, but in fact..."

He showed a shy expression: "I prefer the color of jade-faced pumpkin."

Huo Jianghuai: “…”

No matter how ridiculed he was, he still cared about this situation.

So Huo Jianghuai spent some time studying the ever-changing sauce fruit.

He found that the stamens in the center of each transparent fruit were of different colors, so he conducted an experiment and chose a golden center to hand it to Gou Dazhuang. As expected, his body immediately turned golden after use.

The whole person seemed to be covered with a layer of gilt, which was very eye-catching.

Gou Dazhuang showed a happy expression and said happily: "Senior Brother, you are so good."

"Yes, yes, how can we, as senior brothers, not think about our junior brothers."

This is not a solution.

Soon, Huo Jianghuai discovered that after eating the fruit with colorful stamens, he could restore his original state.

He asked Gou Dazhuang to eat again, but Gou Dazhuang, who had returned to normal, hugged Huo Jianghuai's legs and asked: "Senior brother, let me be dyed golden again, I like that!"

Huo Jianghuai's eyelids twitched, thinking that he must keep a certain polite distance from his junior brother in the future.

It is said that people will be similar to those who come into contact with the most, and it will be bad for them to become mentally retarded at that time!

...

Time passes quickly.

It's time for the Butterfly Valley Ceremony.

After all, it is a day for others to be happy, and Huo Jianghuai is quite serious.

He changed into a brand new fairy robe, put a long white beard around his mouth, then brushed his eyebrows pale, and used the shadow to draw a few wrinkles.

At this time, he looked like an immortal, an elderly man.

"Why is senior brother like this?" Yan Shiyun asked in confusion.

Today, the junior sister was wearing a warm-toned fairy robe. The light illuminated her snow-white skin. Her eyelashes were long and curly, and her eyes were dark and charming, as if she was injected with starlight. She looked pretty and cute.

Huo Jianghuai sighed in his heart that this junior sister would probably have a more amazing life in the past few years, and then turned to and said seriously: "Senior brother, this must be intentional, and you will know by then."

Yan Shiyun lit her little head with a serious look on her face.

Before leaving, Huo Jianghuai made sufficient preparations, put the explosive pumpkin and some jade-faced pumpkins in the storage ring, and took away a variety of berries with transparent stamens.

Just as they reached Butterfly Misty Valley with their swords, countless monks had gathered here.

From here, countless young monks wearing fairy-style robes talked here, and many graceful fairy girls wearing long skirts, who were beautiful in their own unique styles. From a distance, they looked like countless blooming flowers in the New Year, competing for beauty.

Of course, there are some special ones.

For example - the woman who is as ice as snow in front of me.

She stood in the crowd, and the monks around her looked at her secretly, but they just didn't dare to go forward and talk directly.

The other party raised his head slightly and looked at the moving butterflies flying in the sky. He couldn't tell whether his eyes were intoxicated or what. Some petals that were swept by the wind fell on the ends of her hair, and she raised her hand and brushed it away.

The flowers around her were blooming brightly, and her moon-white robe was extremely cold.

Snow is like a dream.
Chapter completed!